Bombs!!!

After i got back from Biarritz i was online talking with Mike. We talk nearly every day and i enjoy this. But my phone started ringing and it was George. 'Where are you? Are you in town? Dont go there' I told him i was only at the internet up the road, nowhere near the centre of London. And thats when he told me that 2 explosions had gone off on the tubes. Oh Shit!!! But we were both fine. I told Mike, and then rang mum straight away. The news of the bombs hadnt got out yet so the line thru to N.Z was good. I asked mum to ring Aunty Claire and tell her that George was fine, (he works on the underground tubes), so would have been a worrying time. I said my good byes to Mike, wrote a quick email to everyone then high tailed it back to the flat. It wasnt long before the phone started ringing. George rang again and said that he had heard from Ange, La La and Derrin but we had not heard from Kirk. We were all a bit worried but knew that he did not use the tube. Not long after that Ange got hold of him, he was fine. George came home early and we sat on the couch watching it all unfold on the tele with a beer in hand to calm the nerves. It was a nervous day. One by one all the flat mates arrived home, thank god for the smallest of blessings. So a new found lease on life was found and they all headed off to the local pub for a celebration of life drink. They still dont have final death figures for the bombings yet and some of the tube stations are still not open. There were 4 bombs in all that went off and they have found the culprits. All suicide bombers they think. This is a day i will never forget.